When our photographer Corey arrived, Mom Octopus and MOH/Sister Lauren shuffled me off into the bedroom where my wedding dress was waiting. I opted to get dressed with just the two of them helping, and I’m glad I did. It felt nice to have a quiet moment to share with just my mom and my sister.
(All photos in this post courtesy of Corey Ann Photography)
I dove into the dress head first…
After I was all settled in, we had to move over to the dresser so I had something to grip while they laced the back. Corsets are serious business.
Mom Octopus closed the panel and started the semi-slow process of weaving the laces through.
Hang on tight: it’s lace-yankin’ time. I told Mom Octopus and Lauren to strap me into that thing like I was Scarlett O’Hara or an old-timey Victorian lady, and they did not let me down.
Once my dress was all done up, Mom Octopus gently put my necklace on for me.
MOH/Sister Lauren smoothed my hair one more time, while Mom Octopus clasped my pearl bracelet. It takes a village.
And…ta da! I love how my face in this picture says exactly what I was thinking: “Um, can you believe this? I’m a bride! For real! Hahahaha!”
Mom Octopus liked what she saw.
And, in a big reveal, so did my bridesmaids. (Still one of my absolute favorite photos from the whole day, by the way.)
No time for preening, though. As soon as I finished getting dressed, the moment had arrived. It was time to go to Heinz Chapel.
Previously, in the Octopus wedding…